It was 1967, I was 15 years old, and I wanted a dune buggy. The closest sand dunes were on the other (west) side of Michigan, but this did not derail my logic. It was 1967, and dune buggies were cool. I was not cool. If I had a dune buggy, however, I would be. Or so I thought.
This is a companion discussion topic for the original entry at https://www.hagerty.com/articles-videos/articles/2019/12/03/how-my-dreams-of-a-homemade-corvair-dune-buggy-got-crushed